some ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ are just born to fight, i think. itโs not that theyโre born brave. itโs not that theyโre born strong. itโs just that the ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. and itโll be tested, this cosmic ๐๐๐๐๐๐ of theirs. theyโll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways. but this one was born to fight. maybe itโs not the life they would have chosen. maybe theyโd love to lay down their arms. but they were BORN to fight. itโs what they know. itโs what they do best. itโs all they can do.
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cordelia: iโve been told that making things tolerable is one of my god given talents!
cordelia: i would have kept coming around if dick didnโt make me want o gouge my eyes out
cordelia: i can never rmr which fork is for the meal, which is for desserts, n which is for putting urself out of ur misery :/ canโt come around w that kind of poor etiquette
darcy: yeah sheโs gone like i have no idea where she is
darcy: iโm kind of getting worried
darcy: i donโt blame you for that tbh. dick is fucking insufferable
darcy: i couldโve done it for you... all you had to do is ask ๐ a butterfly knife can be multipurpose, unlike those stupid ass forks
the gym, as odious as it was as a concept, was one of the few places the twenty-three were still permitted to frequent. their campus wasnโt exactly the largest in the world, and full of antsy energy from being cooped up, darcy had spontaneously decided to fit in a workout. this concept mainly consisted of selecting an outfit, prepping her water bottle, and walking there; the actual act of exerciseย beyond a half hour on the elliptical was... something she didnโt particularly feel like engaging in. thus, the distraction of a dye job in an unlikely place was more than enough to deter her from her already-weak plans. โ decided to join the club ? โ she asked, then pointed to the mess of icy blonde hair piled sloppily atop her head.ย โ i hate to break this to you, but blondes actually donโt have more fun. itโs a massive lie perpetuated by the state to fund hair dye corporations. โ she sighed, shaking her head as if this was a great travesty.ย โ i donโt give aย fuck about the music, by the way. i donโt own the gym; do what you want. โ
dick almost felt sorry for darcy. it seemed like no matter what she did, who she was with, or where she was, she always had a stick up her ass. he could get down on both knees and call her beautiful a thousand times and she would still have a sour look on her face. his draw towards dramatics only worked against him in situations like this. dick could still remember awkward meals at the kovac-rivera dinner table, as he tried to make sure that darcy didnโt accidentally stab him in the eye with her fork while he wasnโt looking.
โclearly, no. people love the sound of my voice, so much so that it sells out whole theaters.โ he boasted apathetically, leaning forward in his seat.ย โah, yes, the scottish play. iโm amazed you know of its curse. youโve been doing your research.โ he replied, smiling sweetly at the girl. the most annoying thing about talking to dick was that nothingย fazed him.ย โjust some company, honestly. the ghosts in the theater just arenโt cutting it as of late. and i enjoy your sick sense of humor, if weโre being honest.โ
โ after dealing with melanieโs revolving door of significant others involved in theater, โ she paused, raising a significant eyebrow at dick for emphasis,ย โ present company included, i know far more than i ever wanted or needed. your scottish play, that one thatโs the old, boring version of sheโs the man, et cetera. itโs embarrassing that iโve retained any of it, much less this amount. โย
in response to his charming smile, dick received nothing more than a withering glare; it was almost admirable, darcy thought, that he kept trying. almost, but not quite. she was still far too annoyed by him to give him any sort of credit. โ didnโt you know ? i am one of the ghosts in the theater, โ she told him, crossing one leg over the other.ย โ but i have a feeling thatโll just make you want to talk to me more. what do i have to do to get you to fuck off, dick ? youโre annoyingly persistent. โ
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status: closed for @skletonยท
date:ย december 17th
location: somewhere around the dorm/living areas
inspiration: xย
cause them summer days โฆ .
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โฆ never fade away
ย ย for someone who alreadyย didnโt like being at covington during the semester, having to stay behind for even a day was infuriating and beyond disappointing. in any other circumstances, peyton may have been in a full-blown rage, cursing the school and the grounds, and most of all, melanie. howeverโฆ since no one really knew what was going on, and since peyton had been dealing with a knot of nerves in her stomach since seeing melanie before leaving the party โ she was abnormally quiet about her annoyance.ย
ย ย after all. some of the other students held back at covington had muchย more to be upset about. and no matter where pey went, it all feltโฆ depressing. a familiar flash of recognizable hair caught peytonโs attention, and she quickened her step to catch up with darcy.ย โโ hey, jesus, runninโ a fucking marathon? fuck sake. listen, are you busy?โย
it was strange, being stuck on campus. though she didnโt usually enjoy going home ( also known as the melanie rivera fan club ), there was always the familiar notion that she could, theoretically, drive the few streets away from school to see her family. being barred from making that few minute journey was odd, but she couldnโt bring herself to care. she didnโt have any particular desire to go, anyway.ย ย
now, instead, she walked across campus, making her way back to her apartment only to be interrupted by a voice. โ i got long legs, sue me, โ she said by way of greeting, glancing over at peyton as she walked. they were both tall; peyton could certainly keep up with her pace, long legs and all.ย โ mโnot busy. why, whatโs up ? โ
that aura was unmistakable. as she stood there glancing at darcy, donatella realized there was no one scarier to her - and the only logical reason for it was the secret they sharedโฆ the exchangeย the girl saw back at the party. it also wasnโt difficult for her to know she wanted nothing to do with her after everything that had happened. in fact, as soon as she saw darcy staring back at her, a strange glint in her eyes daring her to approach, donnie had the sudden urge to turn around and hide under her blankets. her father did, indeed, raise a coward. but,ย for the first time in a long time, she did what her brain was telling her and, steeling herself, made her way towards darcy.ย โ i just want to make sure that whatever happened at the party stays there. โ donnie said, a fake smile plastered on her face. she didnโt want to explicitly tell darcy about what she was talking about, her paranoia making her think that either everyone knew about it or that it was all a fever dream and, if she talked about it aloud, she would be giving the other girl information about her life that she didnโtย need. so she persisted, โ iโm sure you know exactly what iโm talking about. โ she finished, surreptitiously looking around to make sure no one else was paying attention to them, and then quickly pointing with her head at a worker drinking a diet coke before sniffing slightly.ย
darcy preferred to be alone. this was just a fact of life; there was a very small pool of people that didnโt consistently get on her nerves, and donatella navarro simply did not fall into that category of people. to make this clear, darcy propped up a visibly fake smile, tilting her head at the sight of the dark-haired girl.ย โ donatella ! oh my god, soย good to see you, โ darcy cooed, sugar-sweet falseness coating every word. โ wow, you donโt look so happy to see me, โ she added, pushing her lower lip out in a pout. she knew damn well why donnie didnโt look so happy to see her, but that didnโt make this any less fun. after all, one of darcyโs favorite pastimes was watching people squirm. letting out a melodramatic sigh, she examined her broken, chipped nails, as if admiring an expensive manicure.ย โ mhm. oh, yeah, i definitely know what youโre talking about, โ darcy said, lifting her gaze to meet donatellaโs.ย โ i wasnโt planning on saying anything. โ she sniffed overdramatically, as if to reference the little white problemย sheโd caught sight of.ย โ swear on melanieโs life. โ
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย MAVERICK WASNโT REALLY SURE HOW this was all going to go. heโd spent the entire first night lying in bed, laughing at how comically right he had been about staying close to his parents in the case that heโd need legal support for god-knows-what. and to his knowledge, THIS was it: and he had not the faintest clue toย what was going on. vague comments and uncertain reactions had muddled the bits of clarity heโd been able to gather. it was entirely frustratingโbut at least he FINALLY an excuse to miss out on the braxton holiday dinner party ( it had always been a shitfest โฆ and a complete downer ).ย
however, maverick braxton was never an optimist. that small silver lining would not drown out the glares of the other twenty-one students who had been forced to stay behind. it wasnโt exactly like he was in the BEST company anywayโevidenced, of course, by the fact that darcy kovac was walking towards him in the dining hall, and his hands were filled with nothing but a butter knife.ย โ fancy seeing you here, โ he says, words oozing with sarcastic glee.ย โ one a scale of one to ten, how much did you spit on our dear investigator friend? โ
for darcy, this whole interrogationย bit was nothing more than an amusing speed bump on the pothole-filled wreck of her life. even if there was suspicion floating around her name in regards to the whereabouts of her stepsister, she didnโt care; sheโd long since stopped paying attention to the opinions of people she didnโt consider to be important. speaking of that subsection of the hemlock populationโ darcyโs eyes caught on none other than maverick braxton, who she considered only marginally less annoying than the coworker he was always hanging around bean me upย for.ย
nevertheless, she was fueled by antagonism, and sheโd always rise to a challenge. โ why, maverick, iโm a very well-behaved young woman. i would never do such a thing, โ she protested, crossing her arms over her chest.ย โ i was there for a whole thirty minutes, and i didnโt even threaten anyone. iโm kind of disappointed in myself, if iโm being honest. โย
โง ยฐ โ โย it was @skletonยท in the ๐ธ๐๐ป๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐ !
cordeliaโs feelings towards bean me upโs satellite location on campus have a tendency to FLUCTUATE. most of the time, she hates it. the space is too small & more often than not, filled with too many people. they run out of cold brew by noon every single day of the week. not to mention, as someone who had been sipping on hot chocolate from the real location for as long as she could remember, sheโs inclined to say that the ambiance just isnโt right AT ALL. still, the satellite shop is good for two things: one, providing her coffee without forcing her off campus & two, allowing her to, however fleetingly, propel herself into darcy kovacโs orbit.
unlike bean me upโs satellite location, cordyโs feelings towards darcy kovac have yet to shift, despite what their tumultuous history might suggest. she has no idea what sheโs going to say to her โ in her defense, thereโs no manual for what to say when your ex who also happens to be the step-sister of your other ex goes missing, especially when they didnโt like each other much to begin with. &ย ALSO, it doesnโt help that darcyโs presence consistently lowers the number of words that cordy knows to around fifty, give or take. โshopโs not so busy anymore,โ she finally says as she approaches darcy, really just thankful that her words ring true & thereโs nobody else in the shop to hear how terribly this is going. โum. howโs โ how are you, really?โ
there are few things darcy hates more than the total confinement of a shift at bean me up. not only is she stuck with her insufferable coworkersโ worse, sheโs stuck with the customers. and because sheโs seemingly entered hell on earth as part of her eternal punishment, sheโs recently been left with only a handful of other people, all of whom have some sort of connection to melanie. even when the girl herself has fucked off to some mystery location, darcy still canโt escape her. it feels like a curse.ย
speaking of curses: darcy raises an eyebrow, interjecting with a flatย โ take your time โ as cordelia underhill stands before her, stumbling over her words. this is the girl sheโd bared her soul to; this is the girl whoโd hemmed and hawed her way into breaking the very same heart sheโd been offered. itโd taken time, but darcy had learned to sew herself back up, shoving the dead, limp organ back inside her chest where it belonged.ย โ and yet i still have a customer, โ darcy says, unafraid as ever to make her displeasure known.ย โ iโm just dandy, cordelia. do you want a cold brew or whatย ? โ as always, darcy thinks, kicking herself for vocalizing cordeliaโs usual. sure, itโs a pretty straightforward order, but it ruins her aloof act when she remembers shit like this.
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๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐๐ฃ๐: darcy kovac ( @skletonยท )
๐ก๐ค๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฉ: a student lounge
๐ฉ๐๐ข๐: nine pm
โo, when sheโs angry, she is keen and shrewd! she was a vixen when she went to school; and though she be but little, she is fierce.โ dick bellowed, haphazardly propping himself up against the door frame. being bound to the covington campus seemed to be working against him, as he was running out of spots to anxiously pace around. upon entering the nearly empty student lounge closest to the forensics house, he had spotted a familiar bright head of hair occupying one of the many couches. dick would simply never pass up the opportunity to bother darcyโhe hated to admit it, but it was one of his favorite pastimes.
today was different, though. melanie had disappeared. the rest of the covington student body had left for the holidays. darcyโs selection of people to bully was probably running low. dick had spent his entire night worrying about melanieโs whereabouts instead of sleeping. it was like they were both hollow shells of themselves. he still proudly walked towards her, shimmying his coat off and onto the couch opposite hers.ย โa midsummer nightโs dream. the line reminds me of you.โ he declared, slowly lowering himself onto the sofa.ย
peace and quiet. that was all darcy asked for in this mortal life; yet, time and time again, she was denied the very thing she craved the most. whether it be her blended family waxing poetic about melanieโs greatest hits or the general student population taking too long to move out of her way, darcyโs life was veryย hard. enter stage left: dick braxton, as much a thorn in her side as all melanie-related concepts seemed to be.ย
โ oh, shut the fuck up, billy shakes. donโt you ever get tired of the sound of your own voice ?ย โ darcy lamented. she was flipping idly through OK!ย magazine; compared to dickโs beloved playwright, her choice of literature ( in the loosest sense of the word ) was practically blasphemous.ย โ careful, if you keep bothering me, iโm gonna go say macbeth in your precious theater. thatโs the thing that makes yโall quake in your boots, right ? โ she flipped another page, sighing as she closed the magazine completely.ย โ i canโt even enjoy OK!ย with your beady eyes staring at me. what do you want ?ย โ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: darcy and aureliaโs apartment
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: @skletonยท
inspired by the garden by mirahย !
your heart has hardened โฆ
ย ย ย ย ย โ so.โ the single word cuts through the silence of the living room the moment her best friend enters the space. only here, with no company other than darcy, aurelia allows herself to sprawl across the couch as long limbs dangle from the edge, and good posture is disregarded in favor of lazy comfort. a windowโs been opened, letting in the cold, and allowing the odor of the cigarette sheโs just put out to escape. it also means that aureliaโs draped herself in a blanket to keep warm. a hand pops out from under the covers as she shifts, moving her feet onto the floor and tapping the space next to her, and a brow quirks upwards as she looks at darcy.ย โ how do we really feel about melanie rivera going missing ? and would it be too inappropriate to throw a little celebratory get-together hereย ?ย โ
as she enters her apartment, darcy dumps her bean me upย apron by the front door, glad to be rid of the thing after a long, hard shift of bossing ella around. โ i think you know me well enough to answer that question, โ darcy answers with a snort, amused by aureliaโs choice of greeting. no preamble needed, apparently; darcyโs odious stepsister is a topic that requires no introduction between them. she follows aureliaโs bidding as she plops down on the sofa next to her. as with most things she does, itโs rather inelegantly; her limbs sprawl across the free space, one ankle hooked over aureliaโs knee.ย โ a celebratory get-together sounds like a fantastic suggestion. iโve still got that unopened bottle of champagne in the fridge โ we could make toasts and everything. โ
ella took a few minutes to hide just outside of bean me up, she always had to work herself up before she knew sheโd be running into darcy. and she thought the bullies in high school had been mean; darcy kovac was on a whole other level. but still, ella faced her every week, and she still survived. even if ella wasnโt entirely sure how that happened.ย
she took a deep breath, before finally walking in front of the store and in through the front door, the bell jingling with her entrance.ย โhi, darcy,โ she said, voice quiet as she made her way behind the counter.ย โhow has your shift been so far?โ no matter what, ella always tried her best to be polite, conversational; you never knew if today was the day you got through to someone.ย
all it took was a glance up at the new entry and a hypersecond for darcyโs brain to process her identifying features.ย โ UGH.ย โ was the first thing that left her mouth, and it wasnโt entirely clear whether the noise was a response to ellaโs question or simply a reaction to the girl herself. perhaps a combination of both.ย
โ a shit show. thanks for reminding me, โ darcy grumbled, shooting ella a glare as she wiped down one of the machines. for darcy, a shit showย usually meant ella wasnโt there to pick up her slack; god forbid she have to actually make drinks or deign to take out the trash.ย โ by the way, i donโt remember how to change the filter for this thing, so you have to do it once youโre clocked in. โย
can you tell me, to the best of your memory, what happened on the night of december 13, 2019?
darcy snaps her gum loudly, fingers already itching for a cigarette. she purses her lips for a moment, then leans forward and answers.
โ got there at 10 or so. shotgunned a beer to celebrate my entrance. did a couple lines. โ she stares at one of the officers, as if daring him to say something. she hadnโt even done any cocaine; sheโd tried it once, hated the comedown, and hadnโt touched it since.ย โ bickered with dick after that. mingled for a while... i donโt fucking know, do you remember anything you did at a college party ? โ
after another moment, she continues.ย โ i saw donatella-chanel-whoever-the-fuck doing some shady shit sometime before quarter of 11. โย buying cocaine, which was amusing based entirely on donnieโs reaction to her stumbling upon the scene. darcy wondered, idly, if donnie had been in yet. sheโd be in for some fun if she hadnโt.ย โ thatโs all i got.โ she shrugs.ย โ i was wasted. what do you want from me ? โ
did you see anything unusual that night? was anyone acting out of the ordinary?
she hums under her breath slightly, an annoying tune sheโd picked up from a radio commercial on the way over. her mind tumbles over the building blocks of the night, haphazardly tossed across her memory bank as if strewn about by a child. between the amount of drinks sheโd had that night and the excitement of a roaring fire, her memories were a bit hectic.
โ nah, โ she answers.ย โ next question. i have a shift at bean me up in 20. โ they didnโt need to know she was late most days anyway; ella usually covered for her in that time. unwillingly so, but she did.
can you tell me more about your relationship with melanie?
โ melanie rivera: GODโS GIFT to hemlock, illinois, โ darcy drawls, eyes rolling skyward.ย โ sheโs my stepsister. which iโm sure you know, if you took two fucking seconds to look into her family. โ the detectives, of course, have done so. she sighs, dragging a hand through knotted hair.ย โ sheโs annoying. what do you want me to say ? sheโs not as great as everyone seems to think. theyโre probably too far up her ass to see that. โย
she crosses her arms over her chest, realizing she hasnโt technically answered the question.ย โย you could say we donโt get along. โ
do you have any reason to believe that someone would want to hurt melanie?
darcy narrows her eyes, glancing between the cops. sheโs long since forgotten their names; she definitely wasnโt even listening when they said them in the first place.ย โ what, you think sheโs dead or somethinโ ? โ she asks, then lets out a snort.ย โ i dunno. like i said, sheโs a pain in the ass. not enough to get killed over, but maybe someone else feels differently. whoโs to say ? โ
one thing, though, stands out. she plucks it deftly from the pile of memories sheโd consulted earlier, dangling it in front of the cops.ย
โ actually... penelope, my stepsister โ melanieโs blood sister, โ she clarifies. โ seemed to be pretty jealous of melanieโs relationship with... โ she snaps her fingers a few times, trying to recall the name.ย โ the one with the camera. fuck. oh ! toni. toni... something. doesnโt matter, penelope riveraโs the suspicious one.ย โ she points at the officer across from her.ย โ worth lookinโ into. โ
do you have any questions about how the case will proceed?
darcy doesnโt bother answering. she gets up, the interview interrogationย clearly over, and purposefully bumps her shoulder against the officer closest to the door on her way out.
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